Chang Hong touched his head shyly, "Hey, it was all right, I guess." Yun Ya could not help but curl her lips in amusement; these two really were interesting. She thought if Aunt Die and Uncle Chang were together, they would probably be very happy. It was just a pity that Aunt Die had someone in her heart and wouldn’t easily accept another man. But who could be sure when it came to matters of the heart? Chang Hong took them to a very upscale-looking restaurant. When Yun Ya saw the signboard with the three big characters "Chu Xiang Pavilion," just as they stepped inside, the dozing clerk at the counter immediately came over with keen enthusiasm. "Brother Chang, you haven’t been in for a long time." As he spoke, his eyes quickly swept over Yun Ya and Ji Die, revealing an undeniable amazement when he saw Yun Ya. "The same private room is still reserved for you, please, right this way." When Chang Hong was silent, his presence was quite intimidating; he strode into the interior without paying any attention to the clerk, with Yun Ya and Ji Die leisurely following behind. The man was diligent in his service from the moment they ordered until the dishes were served, pouring tea and water with warmth and care. After the dishes were all brought out, Chang Hong said to him, "That’s enough, we don’t need you here anymore, you can go." "Okay, Brother Chang, if you need anything, just give me a call, I’ll come right away," he said, swiftly leaving the private room. Ji Die couldn’t help commenting, "It’s like we’re in some gangster joint, looking tough does have its advantages." Chang Hong’s face instantly reddened, a shame his dark skin made it hard to notice. Yun Ya smiled, "Aunt Die, Uncle Chang would be sad to hear that. In your eyes, that’s all he represents." Chang Hong hung his head in silence, a grown man appearing strangely bashful. Ji Die snorted, "The first time I saw him, I was nearly scared to death. If he played the role of a vicious and ruthless bandit, he would certainly fit the part perfectly." Yun Ya could not help but curl her lips again. "You can’t judge a book by its cover. Although Uncle Chang looks fierce, he is actually very attentive and gentle. Any woman who marries him is bound to be very happy." After speaking, she glanced at Ji Die. Ji Die showed no reaction, merely curling her lips, "I don’t know which unlucky woman that would be, waking up in the middle of the night, only to be scared to death." Her tone was more teasing than insulting; though Chang Hong heard it, he felt somewhat dejected but didn’t take it to heart. Yun Ya shook her head in disappointment. Suddenly, she remembered a poem she had read. You stand on the bridge looking at scenery, and the person looking at the scenery on the tower is looking at you. The bright moon adorns your window while you adorn another’s dream. In your heart is a cinnabar mole, but you are the bright moonlight in someone else’s heart. Halfway through the meal, a clamor arose from outside the private room, interspersed with the sound of a heated argument. Ji Die frowned slightly, while Chang Hong was already on his feet. "I’ll go have a look," he said, then quickly walked out. Ji Die couldn’t help but voice her concern, "Since we’ve entered this restaurant, I’ve had a bad feeling. Not a single customer in broad daylight, and right at lunchtime, too. Don’t tell me this is some sort of shady place." By the end of her sentence, Ji Die couldn’t help shivering. Yun Ya continued to eat calmly, and only after chewing a mouthful of food did she say, "Your worries are superfluous." Ji Die was still not reassured, "Why?" This content belongs to novel⦿fire.net "Because this restaurant belongs to Uncle Chang. Even if someone causes trouble, do you think Uncle Chang’s character would let him take a loss?" Ji Die, recalling Chang Hong’s face, couldn’t help but shudder. However, she was surprised that this restaurant belonged to Chang Hong. The decor and scale were quite impressive. Chang Hong soon returned and apologetically smiled at them, "Some guests in the private room got drunk and caused a disturbance, but it’s all settled now." Yun Ya put down her chopsticks and picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth, her movements carrying a casual elegance. Ji Die glanced at Chang Hong, "This restaurant is yours?" Chang Hong subconsciously looked at Yun Ya, "Yes, but I’m just a shareholder. Others usually manage it, and I’m just a hands-off owner." Ji Die uttered an "Oh," but couldn’t help taking another look at Chang Hong. Thinking something was on his face, Chang Hong reached up to touch it. If he had known what Ji Die was thinking, he would definitely have wanted to bang his head against a wall. A tough guy like him thinking of doing business? This restaurant really looked like it was heading towards closure. As they left the private room, Yun Ya subconsciously glanced at the opposite one. The door was slightly ajar, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted out along with the scent of smoke, enough to make one nauseous. A few shadowy figures flickered past, one with their leg lazily propped on the table, clearly not respectable people. Yun Ya left thoughtfully. At that moment, Chang Hong came to her side and said in a low voice, "Those people are from the Ax Gang. We’ve always kept to our own, and they probably got a little too drunk just now."